[John Legend - Chorus]I got the World in my hands, the master planBut I don't know why I keep callingWhy I keep all of these girls at my showsThey loving me but I don't know whyI keep callingWhy I keep calling you

All the models to the floor right nowAll the models to the floor right nowAll the models to the floor right nowAll the models to the floor right now

[Kanye West]I'm in my Christian Dior with a Veronica WebbNoemie Lenoir, Chanel, Sessilee LopezArlenis Sosa, Selita EbanksIf you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn languageMake a phone call, out to Joan SmallsI wonder how it feel to lower (Lara) Stone's wallsJessica Gomes, yall, I would damage herAnd see if Jessica Stam got the staminaI'm in the car with Leo and the Benz swerveI heard Bar was friends with Esti GinzburgCoco Rocha, Kate MimosaAlessandra Ambrosia, Anja Rubik, Get Olga Kurylenko, tell her I'm very singleAbbey Lee, too I'm a freak booI'm wylin I'm on a thousandI wanna see Irina Shayk next to Doutzen.

[Chorus]I got the World in my hands, the master planBut I don't know why I keep callingWhy I keep all of these girls at my showsThey loving me but I don't know whyI keep callingWhy I keep calling you

[Kanye West]Christian Dior denim flowI told her I'm tryna eat out so what we going for dinner for

[Pusha T]Miami nights on the search for some T and ATryna hide what's obvious to see in meWe conversate a bit about your DNAAnd my salmon coloured suits from the VMA'sOh you was watching, who the f-ck wasn'tMe skip across that stage in 5 dozenYeah 60 grand for a minutes timeItalian vogue styled a n-gga for a minute rhymeLets be clear and lets be fairThe best things in music's being offered hereIt's a round table full of bosses hereStill giving you it all like the coffins near

[Chorus]I got the World in my hands, the master planBut I don't know why I keep callingWhy I keep all of these girls at my showsThey loving me but I don't know whyI keep callingWhy I keep calling you

I got the World in my hands, the master planBut I don't know why I keep callingWhy I keep all of these girls at my showsThey loving me but I don't know whyI keep callingWhy I keep calling you

[Ryan Leslie]It's time for a lesson in model behaviourDamn, look at all the bad b-tches I gave youMan I can see the flaws to your flavourLook like wonder woman and still need a saviourMaybe it's a billionaire maybe it's that cocaineI done seen drugs and money run the whole gameA good girl lost in the city lifeAgent Provocateur holding titties rightI'm haute couture of hoes galoreGive my girl a newport 'cause she's smoking yoursI'm the authority of model seniorityThey call me Les but they all need more of me.

[Lloyd Banks]He ain't Kraft material, champagne for cerealShorty stole my heart, criminal, my lucky charmFly clothes and Lear shows, type kind of stuff we onStuff all my problems in that bong and I'm puffin' strongI been locked in my way of thinking, now my cuffs are goneMust've been the liquor talkin', I'm beggin' the cups, "C'mon"Might come off as irregular, I come in custom formT-G-I-F, GT breeze, my hustler's poemMy sound's full-grown, reminds me of my favorite chronic (Kush)Ball like a SuperSonic, make the haters vomit (Uh)N-gga, make some money 'fore you make a commentI meant to snap a while ago, but who knows where the time went?Probably dime chicks, whips with a DiddyNow I'm back like a nine milli, runnin' New York CitySee me clearly through the stormThe world's mine, sits pretty in my palmSean Don (Chandon?) as we continue on

[Chorus]I got the World in my hands, the master planBut I don't know why I keep callingWhy I keep all of these girls at my showsThey loving me but I don't know whyI keep callingWhy I keep calling you

[Kid Cudi]N-ggas think they know I'm the guy with the storyThey don't really know what's in my head, f-ckin' with meHow can I be better?I could start with just the basicsDior, Dior, galore, I love the cutI seem to have forgotten that I'm off the niniTo the people who don't know Cud', know what?Rose gold presidential on my boney wristTook my ma to Chanel, had her LC the stunnerShe got haters, some in the fam made usBut they don't really matter, we escaping with our paper"Hey ya", I'm on my Andre 3000I'm all good now, a n-gga don't need no counselingWoke up in the room and my mojo was activeLooks from the hoes that were more than likely passiveBack when let me not reflect on the old sh-tI'm on to the new act, on to my new scriptB-tches better have they thoughts before approachingI done heard it all, baby, save it for them other n-ggasDo things all before living, haters, copy, I'm the imageHaters, copy, I'm the image